tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389073715517542581.post2790916171339198525..comments2024-03-14T15:38:29.315-06:00Comments on Clare's Contemplations: Pity, Parking Spaces and PrayerClarehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00099741201045032990noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389073715517542581.post-43598295727245935402009-01-15T22:00:00.000-07:002009-01-15T22:00:00.000-07:00Since you love to play the Pollyanna game just thi...Since you love to play the Pollyanna game just think of how many extra calories you will burn making those long extra trips to and from your car:) I am totally with you and honestly not the best person to ask, because I have a drive way long enough for 3 cars and I still get crabby when people park in front of my house! That is MY curb, what are they thinking! So maybe when you pray for your neighbors you could add your deranged sister to that list:)Robynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11035081420220097084noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389073715517542581.post-36978115048121536372009-01-14T20:29:00.000-07:002009-01-14T20:29:00.000-07:00I know it was really funny watching your neighbor ...I know it was really funny watching your neighbor try and park!! And walking isn't the most fun. I do suppose praying is a logical plan for holding in anger and frustration when it comes to dumb parkers! I think that it is irratating and I don't even drive yet!! LOVE YOU MEKeckhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09661358778335954509noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389073715517542581.post-2011652283054283402009-01-14T11:20:00.000-07:002009-01-14T11:20:00.000-07:00When those houses were built in the 50's people pr...When those houses were built in the 50's people probably only had one car so that doesn't help the parking now either! I can only parallel park if there's enough space for an ocean liner and if there's that much space usually you can pull straight in!<BR/><BR/>Love your attitude though. Maybe if you do spend more time praying instead of stewing the Lord will bless you by mysteriously causing all your neighbors to run out of milk at the same time, thus heading for the commissary just as you're arriving home :)Rachelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17364750069022113897noreply@blogger.com